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Glasses Poems - Poems about Glasses

Premium Member Losing my pink glasses
I misplaced my pink glasses, I had put them on a shelf. Had the fey come along and taken them – a faerie or an elf? I looked all over, getting frustrated up to a ten or an eleven. My husband said, “look up, as if you are looking to heaven.” I looked up and up and up and...

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Categories: glasses, 10th grade, 11th grade,
Form: Rhyme
glasses
glasses On my desk, the driving glasses, a 15-year-old is in a right mood for it has been a struggle for the glasses to be accepted again after I bought a new pair that cost me a fortune The state of the art frame,  yet useless, but I will not buy new ones. My old glasses purchased in a small shop that had...

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Categories: glasses, beauty, birth, child,
Form: ABC



Premium Member Rose-Coloured Glasses
The calamity of the world, The cries of hunger ring so loud, The wars slaughtering so many— My rose-coloured glasses I wear. Wildfires keep burning so brightly, Lives destroyed all in one big sweep. Families weeping and searching— My rose-coloured glasses I wear. The greed of money knows no end, Men with egos at the table, Denouncing the name of the Lord— My rose-coloured glasses I...

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Categories: glasses, family, war, world,
Form: Kyrielle
Premium Member Whiskey Glasses
I'm seeing double, the room spins, I can't remember where I've been, I drown my sorrows in this glass, And hope this feeling, it won't last. My heart is heavy, my mind is numb, The whiskey burns, but it's not enough, To dull the pain that's deep inside, Or erase the memories I try to hide. The music plays, the people dance, But I'm...

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Categories: glasses, life,
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Rose Colored Glasses
I like it when you place me Up above on a pedestal I like how you say my name Even my nickname with love I like how you chase me With persistence until I catch you And flood your face With lacy licorice kisses I like your gentle voice When you ask why I Haven’t called at all That days...

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Categories: glasses, appreciation, how i feel,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Magical Glasses
Magical Glasses looking within these lenses That glares through these hidden shadows. Scenarios of traps, mistaking fantasy, illusion Selfishness eluded by compulsion yet gracefulness and mercifulnedd intervene these cloudiness of these Magical Glasses....

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Categories: glasses, appreciation, betrayal, business, care,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Rosy Granny Magic Glasses
I walked along route 58 There was Mumbai dreams and Harbor Freight A hippie guy sold sunglasses from a stall One had a rosy tint, I paid 5 dollars, that was all. There was a warning label with it, I threw it away Who needs all the fine print, what could it possibly say? I looked at the traffic, it was...

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Categories: glasses, allegory, crazy, emotions, extended
Form: Lyric
Two full glasses
A full glass of red wine, each time I choose to dine. It always makes me feel fine, as if I need it to always shine. In my body, it builds a shrine: it's my own sacred lifeline. I got it from a grapevine, A bond I entwine, as now mine: online in line, It's divine. I can never again decline. It isn't for a drinking spree. A glass...

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Categories: glasses, devotion, drink, fantasy, feelings,
Form: Shape
Premium Member I LOVE YOUR GLASSES
We utter around 16,000 words a day…some days sixteen-thousand and two. And every now and then, if we’re blessed, we come face to face with the good our words can do. A mother and her daughter walked into the bookstore. The daughter was ten maybe eleven years old… and I had no idea the wonder that before me would unfold. They...

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Categories: glasses, inspiration,
Form: Rhyme
Magnifying Glasses
Magnifying Glasses I’ve erased using white out some items listed on my magnifying glasses’ shopping lists. They get really bad gas after eating all savoury foods! ...

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Categories: glasses, humor,
Form: Free verse
Forgetfulness
I have lost my spectacles I can't read or write without them I search my table, drawers, bed and selves I am totally helpless and at a loss without them. Oh! I might forget what I need to write If I don't find them quickly enough Suddenly I notice myself in the mirror There they're perched on my head! ...

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Categories: glasses, age, confusion, funny, hilarious,
Form: Free verse
reflections on my glasses
Reflection on My Glasses  In fairy tales, we learn about the rich  and the poor the wealthy suitor gets the princess's hand The poor cobbler will always be mending shoes  In the "glass slipper," the poor girl fits the shoe and marries the prince, while her sister gets a job in the Guardian Newspaper getting paid for  griping about men  In Little Red...

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Categories: glasses, age, break up, color,
Form: Free verse
Eye cannot envision not wearing glasses
Eye cannot envision not wearing glasses Ever since second grade an ever stronger prescription for nearsightedness donned my countenance, cuz myopia (inherited courtesy both parents) rendered me 'As Blind as a Bat' . For some reason, I wanted side arms that wrapped behind the ears, also known as cable temples like those worn by Mark Smith. a classmate of mine where I got me some learnin' at (Henry...

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Categories: glasses, 12th grade, adventure, age,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member The Truth
Truth isnt what you think today truth will be true tomorrow too Truth isnt just what you feel Its what happened, the facts, the data... Interpreted truth is our own reality.. Our "rose colored glasses" on life Psychiatry calls it our "filter" that we interpret the world through... I dont know how to explain the truth in any simpler terms To those that...

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Categories: glasses, truth,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Through Rose Colored Glasses
I wake at the ascension of a golden dawn to meditate on early morning's mystique To the amber shoreline, I'm always drawn It's serenity and tranquility that I seek How calm the lake's water without a ripple On a sheet of glass, is my mirrored reflection I seek its tranquil comfort as a babe, a nipple To me, this is a moment...

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Categories: glasses, beauty, morning,
Form: Rhyme

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